to have and to hold
yes, I know.
who am I to question you
I am the clay to whom
you owe no explanations.
yes, even in the mutiny of my heart
only your will fills.
keep me believing.
who am I to question you
I am the clay to whom
you owe no explanations.
yes, even in the mutiny of my heart
only your will fills.
keep me believing.
posted by laura at 2:51 PM
2 Comments:
He will.
Another piece of poetry. Your blogging style is so unique. I haven't seen anything like that. Perhaps Tytt's style, a bit.
Keep it up. Love it.
Take care, gingit.
I like this a lot. You are a very good poet.
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